Mha Chimera Novels & Stories

Given her occupation, she still manages to live her life with respect and an innocent, sometimes obsessive crave for McDonald's. Endowed with her naturally long hair and a fashion sense to die for, Maria heads the team of the vamps, -a five Miami-based strip group that hosts most of the wildest parties in an elite bar. But little did she know that as much as she always saw the bright side of things, her life was to be tested in a darker shade. And she'll learn that life is never be defined in black and white, -neither in any shades of her good lipstick. Wu Chang

Philip nodded. Nigella fell silent and said after thinking about it, “Your chimera imprint must have developed a life form and autonomous consciousness. I haven't heard of this kind of situation before, but the chimera imprint is the same as our White Marsh imprint, which has the possibility of atavistic occurrence, but we don’t know the specific details. “However, according to the records of the White Marsh royal family, the first chimera family did use the lightning element, but they fell into decline later.

She knew nothing about him but if he is willing to fight alongside her to defeat this monster then she can give him her respect. "Names Aurelius." He introduced, his eyes never leaving the monster. "So what type of enemy are we facing?" "Chimera. Mythical rank, with Divinity C. One of the 10 Great beasts and even though this one's just a Counterfeit, it still holds true to its reputation. Snakehead shoots out poison, goathead can shoot lightning, and the lion body is almost invincible. Its belly is its greatest weakness. A pleasure meeting you, by the way, I'm Ruby." she replied without batting him an eye.

"It's a top global werewolf healing research program called Project Chimera, protected by all the werewolf kingdoms." He handed over a report. "Its security level is comparable to the Werewolf Council headquarters." Adrian took the report, his face growing darker as he read. The facility was completely sealed, with zero contact with the outside world. But to find Camilla, he would find a way in, even if it meant bankrupting the pack. No matter the cost. Meanwhile, at the Project Chimera facility, I was swamped with work. Since becoming Adrian's mate, I hadn't touched any healing equipment or raw materials for years, and my skills had grown rusty.

My hold tightened around her hand as I gazed at her with all the love and support I could muster, “Yes, you're right. She did something. She infected our baby with her blood and turned her into a chimera.” Briar’s body froze, “what? What the hell is a chimera? Is that some kind of demon? Did she turn our baby into a demon?” “No Briar, it's not a demon. It's…” I sighed and tightened my hold on her, “a chimera is a rare powerful hybrid of a werewolf and a siren. It's a good creature with powers unmatched in the world but the only bad thing is that most chimeras are always loyal to the siren who sired them.”

The creature lunged again. Nyx shouted, “Return!” Darkness swallowed me. The Hollow vanished. I gasped as my eyes opened. I was back in the broken chamber Blackridge Pack. Mira lay unconscious and right now the fate of Alpha Damien lies with me.

C. In the Situation Room, screens filled with shaky livestreams from civilians. A storm-dark sky. Fire washing across the sea. A shadow with wings blotting out the sun. A four-star general leaned forward, knuckles white against the table. “That’s not a drone. That’s not an aircraft. What the hell am I looking at?” The intelligence director spoke softly, almost reverently. “Sir… it matches something. A myth.” He hesitated. “The Chimera.” The room went silent. The word itself felt forbidden, like saying it out loud made it more real.

I feel my heart thundering berserkly in my chest at the memory of her face morphing and twisting in fury, the baby blue turned blood-red eyes, and the sinister expression that told me she was ready to killl in a blink of an eye. "Vampire." Hunter blurts. Again, as if he knows exactly what's running in my head every damn minute, in every fucking second. And he's not even looking at me! How on earth does he do that? "Scarlet Tate is the only hybrid werewolf in the Wintermist Pack. She's the Alpha's daughter, so you better not underestimate her or you'll be dead before graduation." He warns. I look up and stare at his devilishly handsome face, his amber eyes cold and serious.

He couldn't help but wonder this as he glanced at his available Evolution Options, this time there were more than the previous time. [High Vampire Dragon Chimera] [Blazing Vampire Dragon Chimera] "Four new Evolution Options… This is surprising. I wonder what the right choice could be," thought Chaos. Chaos was taken aback a bit, but he quickly decided to check them all… [High Vampire Dragon Chimera] A higher version than the Vampire Dragon Chimera enhances all capabilities related to Vampire and Dragons while giving out two random Abilities from both Skill Trees. You become a higher species of your unique race.

"Impressive. But you are still just a Donor. You are a battery. And I am the Grid." Malphas shifted. He didn't turn into a wolf. He turned into a **Chimera**. A massive, silver-scaled creature with the head of a wolf and the wings of a bat. He filled the room, his presence so heavy that the Omegas at the door fell to their knees, clutching their heads. He raised a clawed hand to crush Rowan. "Rowan, look out!" I yelled. I didn't think. I didn't wait for the pen.